Who Are The Violets Now That Strew

Good Wine Is A Good Familiar Creature If It Be Well Used.

A Good Old Man, Sir. He Will Be Talking. As They Say, When The Age Is In, The Wit Is Out.

Minutes, Hours, Days, Months, And Years, Pass'd Over To The End They Were Created, Would Bring White Hairs Unto A Quiet Grave. Ah, What A Life Were This!

Perseverance, My Dear Lord. Keeps Honour Bright.

Foul Whisp'rings Are Abroad.